Lost Creek Hollow There's some miscommunication

sure thing

Jazz was probably bound to head to the borders sooner or later, with or without Shikoba. Besides, if the native female did not want to go, there was always Root she could try to get to go with her, but it seemed there would be no need for that right now. Shikoba answered affirmatively and Jazz's tail waved merrily.

Since it was her lead, the silvered female paused to consider where to take them for a beat and once she decided, she swung her muzzle that way. Knowing Shikoba would follow her, she set out purposefully.